Life is too short to hate
In the midst of night,
I was embraced by the amicable solitude,
The tender touch of silence.
Twinkling fireflies soothed my senses.

All tranquil-
I was then transported to the terrain of paramshanti.
I was soon flown in the stream of meeting souls.
The dawn indeed led me to the shining dusk.
The heart spoke soul to soul.
Then resonated.

All blissful-
We were transcended to the land of compassion.

The quiet shade of the pipal tree
Illumined the little fireflies,
To light the lamp of the soul.
Then chanted in harmony.

All is Love-
Life is too short to hate.

Sanchita Choudhury is a teacher living in Kharagpur, India.

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